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Alright I got another one, a bit gross so you have been warned.
Food poisoning in Thailand.
We had a breakfast buffet inside our 5-star hotel. Beautiful day, suns out, guns out. (jk)
It was an outdoor buffet decked out with flowing white drapes, fancy shmancy. Food was average, basic American fare with a few Thai dishes, Tom Yum soup, etc. There was Bacon, eggs, mashed potato, etc ... got myself a heaping scoop of potato salad. It had a strong tinge of sourness... I thought it was "Thailand style" to maybe add a squirt of lime juice? In retrospect that was retarded.
Anyway.
Evening rolls along, we were strolling through Jungceylon Shopping Center, did a bit of googling and found that they supposedly had a topnotch steakhouse in the mall. Sure why not. Sat down, looked through the menu, decided it was gonna be my "splurge" meal of the trip since we spent a few nights eating at the local food stalls which were ridiculously cheap (like 12 CENTS for a chicken skewer and $1.50 for a noodle soup-cheap).
Decided on the Kobe Waygu steak. After we ordered I politely asked the server to please turn down the air-con as the breeze was kind of chilly. All my friends looked at me with WTF faces. It was like 35 degrees and there was no air con. Then I started to sweat but my arms were cool to the touch. Uh-Oh.
Quickly excused myself to go to find a washroom. Shit was about to get real, very soon.
Started to get nauseous. I saw a mall security and asked him where the closest washroom was, I guess he could see I was pale and not looking so well. He took me to a staff washroom in the back...
OH FUCK MY FACE!!!... the washroom was the size of a porta-potty, it was hot like a sauna in there with next to no ventilation, it smelled like cigarettes, piss and poo.
I was pretty disorientated, didn't know if I needed to diarrhea more or puke first. The heat and smell was overwhelming... I'll spare you the details of that lol.
Moving on, finally got out of the washroom. Slowly walked back to the restaurant, everyone was super worried, said I was gone almost an hour and a couple of them went to look for me but couldn't find me in any of the washrooms in the mall. Clearly I lost track of time in that hyperbolic-shit chamber. My $200 lump of meat was sitting there in front of my seat. Cold and hard. Tossed it.
Told my friends to finish their meals, I was gonna go home first. Made another huge mistake of getting into a Tuk-Tuk... it was a fucking deathmobile on wheels. I got in the first one I could flag down. You know that feeling when you are sick as balls, your senses seem to be heightened, and made you more sick? So this fucking Tuk-tuk starts blasting EDM and there's like a thousand LED's blinking to like a rave party, top that with the bumpy ass ride and no windows so you can smell all the dirt and every other vehicles exhaust fumes... fuck I puked again.
What... a... day.
Slept the entire next day and luckily recovered to enjoy the rest of the trip.
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